Day 041: Fight or Flight
Within moments Athvor was on his feet and firmly planted his feet into the ground. With his wings he tilted them forward in front of his two friends and pushed them back behind him. Without a moments notice he let out a powerful breath that ignited just feet infront of him shooting a fireball the size of a house at their attackers. If it wasn’t for Athvor’s wings, the intense heat for the flames would have charred Nynn’s… That is if she was not already impervious to fire.
The flames engulfed the three men within moments. Whatever was in Athvor’s saliva kept the fire burning for several minutes. This gave the trio enough time to gather Nynn’s things, for her and Eeno to climb onto his back and for him to take off into the light blue morning sky.
Nynn watched the fireball from her seat behind Athvor’s neck. It continued to burn, but she didn’t see anything that looked like burning people. In fact it looked like a sphere that was burning. As she watched the back of the sphere opened up and two of the men ran out unharmed. They looked up at her and smiled. “Um… Athvor… Their not dead.”
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Athvor by
Robert T Gasperson is licensed under a
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